Running Away From My Betrothed

I push myself inside and shut the door behind me. I drop my handbag on the grey settee and was about to head to the kitchen for a glass of cold milk when I noticed something on the floor.

Red stilettos three inches high!

I freeze, staring at the unfamiliar shoes.

Aside from the fact that I dislike the color red unless it's a rose, of course, this is not my size. Besides, I don't normally wear such high stilettos. I might also be a workaholic, but I am such a neat asshole who would rather get late for work rather than leave my house in a mess. I make sure everything is where it should be before I step out of my house. I also don't recall either Sherry or Rose owning these shoes, and even if they did, they can't be here without my knowledge because they don't have a spare key.

So, whose pair is this?

I shift my legs and shuffle upstairs, albeit with a heavy heart.

I thought I was dragging my legs and my lazy wasted ass, but I got to my bedroom door much faster than someone who ran up the stairs. Keep in mind that I have looked into the other two rooms in this house, but that pair of shoes appears to have entered the house miraculously. I didn't see anyone.

This is the only remaining room that I am about to check, and it's my bedroom. Nobody would dare to enter my bedroom except my boyfriend, who is not transgender, dah!!

I slowly turn the door open, and the first thing that greets me...

"Oooh... aah... Faster Leo... Oh, my..."

"Oh, my goodness! LEO!" I assist the blonde babe beneath him in moaning, but mine echoes with a loud scream.

My phone, along with my jaw, drops to the floor as their ugly faces snap at me. My mind spins a thousand degrees. I am benumbed!

I blink a couple of times, hoping to open my eyes and realize I'm just dreaming, but...

"Ellie." More horrendous than the sight of his standing tail between his legs is the way he flatly mumbles my name as he hovers off the whore, his dick leaving her hole with an annoying noise.

I am still in denial. That is why I am not crying. But this pain is tearing my heart from inside, perhaps summoning me to wake up to the disgusting absurdity before me. But, how can this be?

This is so not happening!

I lean against the wall, tears streaming down my cheeks. Finally! I guess reality just hit me now. I'm trembling, unable to believe that this two-legged snake by the name of my stepsister and my man are shamelessly screwing in my own home. And in my bed!

What the fuck is this?

No, way! No, how? How did things come to this point? The point of my fiance fucking a whore who happens to be my stepsister in my very own bed? How long have they been making a fool of me, to the point of bringing this heinous act into my bed?

"I'm sorry you had to learn this the hard way."

I snap my eyes open in the direction of this smelly, rotten bitch. She has the nerve to open her stinking mouth to me after sucking the balls of this... I dash to her from the corner of my bed, where she is perched, and trying to cover her pathetic nakedness with the duvet.

Wasted efforts, though! She can't even get the suffocating smell of their fornication out of this room. I am choking on it. Everything stinks! They both stink!

I swirl around and serve her what I can afford.

"Aaah!" She hadn't expected that. I savor the pain she is experiencing as a result of that resounding slap before grabbing her by the neck and dragging her from the bed.

"You bitch, let me go!" She screeches while struggling to breathe.

I smash her ugly body on the cold floor. She screams once again. "The floor would have suit you better, if there was mud or garbage on it. Because that is what you are - a shameless, disgusting trash, Nelly!"

Leo begins to walk to her aid, but I give him a firey look. Just one glance was enough to stop him in his steps. I'm glad he was quick enough to pull his jeans on; otherwise, I don't think I could stand both of them naked any longer. His white boxer is still on the floor, along with the clothes of this other bitch.

I have a million questions. I need answers. But not in front of her. I'll deal with her later. In another way.

I try to keep my cool and look her in the eyes after she manages to get to her feet. "Collect your belongings and leave my sight and my house. Make sure you are the one to explain this to Dad and your mother so you can sugarcoat it a little, because if you let me do it, I don't think my father will want to keep an illegitimate immoral bitch in his house for another minute."

She scoffs, "Don't you worry. I will proudly tell my mother about this act of mine. I don't think your father has time for such nonsense, though. But if he finds out, I believe he will thank me, and you should do the same, because you no longer have to break Leo's heart when you finally embrace your fate tomorrow. Or have you forgotten what your twentieth birthday entails? I can invigorate your memory."

She is neither ashamed of her betrayal nor remorseful about it. What a gutty witch, huh! "You don't have to," I squeal, taking a step closer, "I am fully aware, and I was in total control of everything. I had it all in controll, until you decided to screw my boyfriend and ruin everything for me. I swear there will come a time when I will make you pay for this betrayal. That I pinky swear! You know how possessive I am of what belongs to me. I don't share, and this, Leo, was mine! He was my man! Yet you had to mess with me like this. Get ready for my karma. It will be served hot and spicy."

She collects her pieces of clothes from the ground, and she has no remorse about swinging her naked ass in my face. How deplorable! Even though Leo and I have been dating for two years, I can't picture ever swaying my naked body in front of him like this harlot is doing. Her front? Yack!

"Leo, you know where to find me." She remarks as she leans in to kiss his lips, and this shameless he-dog has the audacity to kiss her in return? Under my watch? So, when did they get this comfy? wasn't this a one-time fuck?

She is purposefully rubbing her enormous boobs against his bare chest, which makes me regret all the times I have lied on this chest. I curse the day I met this bastard.

She exits the room, but opting to take pleasure in irritating me much further as she does so.. "Out of pity for pain," she starts, earning my full attention, "the fact that this didn't just start today is something else I would like you to get in your bullhead, dear sister. I have been so kind to your partner, giving him the fulfillment you have been withholding from him all along while you have been busy killing yourself at work. We have been servicing each other for..."

"Nelly!"

Ooh! The cheating jerk just found its voice!

Yahallah!

"Chiao, baby. See you around."

She slams the door, leaving me alone with this complete stranger whom I don't even recognize.

I believed in the things he showed me and I was convinced that they were all true. The affection, the adoration, the love, the fucking promises. Every gawddamned shit that spewed from his mouth! I foolishly fell for it all. I believed in the great love we shared. What a great way to open my eyes, huh? With Nelly? I could have maybe understood a little if it was some other bitch. But, Nelly?

My eyelids are covered in tears, but I can still see him albeit blurry. Somebody tell me why his head is now bowed? Did he suddenly grow a conscience?

"Why Leo? How on fucking hell did we get here?" I ask, tears streaming down my cheeks again. I thought pain had slapped me, but if that was pain, I don't know what to call this slapping sensation that robbing me of even the ability to breathe, probably.

He keeps a straight face for a moment, making me think a little. What did I ever do to deserve this?

"What is the reason why you would hate me this much?"

"Ellie, it's for the best! You have a carved-in-stone fate awaiting you tomorrow. You will start a new life and I have to do the same. We have got nothing to fight your fate, and that fate does not include me. It is that simple."

Really? That is all the explanation I deserve? He had to make that point only in this way? I take a step closer, my anger dripping with heated venom. "I was fighting for you, Leo. For us. Because of the intense love, I believed we shared. If you knew you wouldn't support me to the very end, why then did you allow us to come this far? Why did you have to humiliate me this way, make me feel like trash, and hurt me this much? Is screwing that whore, that bitch, on my bed your greatest idea to slap the reality into me? Did you have to disrespect me this much just for you to prove a point?

"The deed is done, ELLIE! And we don't stand a chance against your father." He is even yelling at me now. He is so done with me.

I weep. Bitterly! And all he does is just stare at everywhere in the room but my direction.

This moron was the love of my life. I loved him so much, and God knows it. However, everything has a limit. I love and respect myself way too much to false myself on a worthless idiot like him. I guess this is where it all ends. To hell with the hopes and plans we shared, to hell with my clinging to this phony love, and to hell with my belief that he will be the one to rescue me from my impending doom tomorrow. Fuck all the time I wasted with him!

This battle is now mine alone!

"Ellie..."

"You know what I most regret?" I cut him off. He had all the time in the world to speak, now it's my turn. "It is me placing my entire faith in you like a fool, and falling for your lies," I say, calmly.

"You know that I did love..."

I wave my index finger to cut him off. "It will take more than simply screwing my sister or fucking any other useless bitch to break Miss Riccaford, Leo. I will eventually get past the hurt and resentment I feel towards you right now. That was such a cheap move for a man! Nonetheless, I will set both of us free. Go and be with her or any other bitch that you damn please because I, ELLIE MARRIE RICCAFORD, BREAK UP WITH YOU, LEO DYLAN THEODORE!"